June 25th is Kyoto University's 97th graduation ceremony.

Jiang Xiaoli sat in the graduate line wearing her graduation gown; she declined the offer to give a speech to the graduates.

Upon entering Kyoto University, she made several close friends, but she felt that she had not fully integrated into university life. Compared with other graduates around her, they were more qualified to give this speech.

However, the dean still gave her special consideration and personally conferred her graduation tassel, saying, "Congratulations on your graduation, Jiang!"

As Jiang Xiaoli stepped off the stage, she was surrounded by a group of people, including her former classmates and friends who had participated in the math Olympiad together...

Zong Jia finally breathed a sigh of relief when she ran out of film.

She leaned against Li Guizhi and said, "Mom, I feel like my face is frozen from smiling."

Li Guizhi said with a smile, "It just means you're popular, so many people come to take photos with you."

Jiang Xiaoli took off her graduation cap and used it as a fan to cool herself. "Luckily, this is the only time."

Xu Feng, who was standing next to her, laughed and said, "You're already tired? You'll be tired at your wedding!"

She imagined the scene, then looked at Zong Jiayu pitifully, "How about we make two life-size cardboard cutouts of each other?"

Zong Jia burst out laughing, "I guess even standees wouldn't be enough."

Li Guizhi patted her hand speechlessly, "Look at you, so pretentious! These photos will be wonderful memories when you're older!"

Xu Feng wholeheartedly agreed, "That's true, it's just that our wedding photos back then were so outdated."

Xiao Jincheng immediately interjected, "Feng'er, how about we go and film another set?"

Xu Feng was somewhat tempted, "Is it appropriate to take wedding photos at my age?"

"Perfect!" Jiang Xiaoli was the first to vote in favor. "This shows how much you two love each other! Take the picture! You absolutely must take it!"

Li Guizhi also advised, "Yes, different times leave different memories!"

Xiao Jincheng said happily, "Let's also have a new wedding dress custom-made, and make it look beautiful!"

Jiang Xiaoli said to Jiang Chengle with a grin, "Give Xiaoyu a heads-up: during her studies abroad, Uncle Xiao and Aunt Xu are even more affectionate than before!"

Jiang Chengle rolled his eyes at her, "Xiao Li, stop stirring up trouble."

"Tsk, you actually found out." But there was no embarrassment on her face at all about being exposed.

Jiang Chengle complained, "Xiaoyu told me to be careful that you don't set traps for her or me."

Jiang Xiaoli sighed, "This is so boring, so boring. What's wrong with her? It's like she's monitoring me from this distance!"

"Haha." Jiang Chengle covered his mouth and laughed, "That's right, Xiaoyu is so smart!"

Jiang Xiaoli pouted and didn't talk to him. She returned to Zong Jiayu's side and concluded, "Ayu, you're still the best."

Zong Jia didn't say or do anything, and suddenly got a "good guy" card for no reason... which was quite abrupt.

...

On the evening of June 30, the eyes of countless Chinese people were focused on CCTV.

At 11:59 p.m., the Union Jack was slowly lowered, marking the end of nearly a century of British colonial rule in the port city.

At midnight on July 1st, accompanied by the majestic national anthem, the national flag of China and the flag of Gangcheng District were slowly raised together, and Gangcheng returned to the embrace of the motherland at this moment.

Countless Chinese people shed tears of emotion as they watched this scene on television.

Zhong Yuan seemed to have suddenly burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

Dafu was speechless, and he quickly moved to the other side of the sofa.

Jiang Xiaoli's eyes were a little misty, but seeing Zhong Yuan like this, she blinked and held back her tears.

Hu Jingxin patted his shoulder from the side, "A Yuan, it's okay, don't cry."

Zhong Yuan wiped away his tears and blew his nose, sobbing. "It'll be easier to go to Hong Kong after the handover, right? I want to go see Brother Chicken!"

Those who were moved and those who weren't, both were speechless after watching the flag-raising ceremony...

Jiang Chengle suddenly spoke up, "So it's just to go to Hong Kong? You should have said so earlier. We have quite a few relatives in Hong Kong..."

Zhong Yuan was speechless. "Oh yeah, how could I have forgotten about that?"

Jiang Xiaoli looked at Hu Jingxin and sincerely suggested, "Xinxin, really, if the father is too stupid, the child won't be very smart either. Let's change fathers for the sake of the next generation."

Hu Jingxin giggled and laughed nonstop, "No, I think A Yuan is the best!"

Her words deeply moved Zhong Yuan.

Jiang Xiaoli stood up and stretched, "Alright, let's call it a day, everyone go home!"

Everyone else moved except Jiang Chengle.

Zong Jiayu looked at him, and he looked at Zong Jiayu. "Seriously? It's so late and you don't want to take me in?"

Jiang Xiaoli immediately handed him the key to the house across the street, saying, "Take him in, take him across the street."

Jiang Chengle was heartbroken by her actions. "Xiao Li, just you wait, I will definitely be able to buy a house in this building this year!"

He had wanted to buy a house in "Heyuan" for a long time in order to be closer to Xiao Muyu, but he was really unlucky. Most of the people living there were not short of money, and no one would sell to him even if he tried to raise the price.

Jiang Xiaoli waved to him with a smile, "Good luck!"

...

As Hong Kong returned to China and the Pearl of the Orient was immersed in the fragrance of Bauhinia flowers, a dark cloud drifted in from Southeast Asia.

In mid-July, short sellers dumped HK$46.5 billion in the foreign exchange market, causing a significant shock to the Hong Kong dollar exchange rate.

Jiang Ruilin said with a wry smile during dinner with Jiang Xiaoli, "What was bound to happen has finally happened."

He shared the latest news he had received: "Old man Societe has released a lot of negative news, and the whole market is in a state of panic. The Hang Seng Index will soon plummet."

As he predicted, Hong Kong stocks officially entered a downward trend starting on August 8th.

When Jiang Xiaoli heard people from the securities investment department of "Jiang's Investment" say that she was farsighted and had protected the company's assets early on, she could only smile bitterly.

Countless stock market investors in Hong Kong will be ruined by this crisis.

Zong Jia, who has been closely following the development of the Hong Kong stock market recently, could only advise, "The country will not let international speculators succeed, so don't worry too much."

She nodded. "I know."

After thinking it over for a long time, she came to Jiang Ruilin again, "Uncle, I want to invest the funds that I withdrew from the Hong Kong stock market in Dow Jones futures."

Jiang Ruilin chuckled, "Little Pear, sometimes I really think you have a better grasp of market trends than many professionals in the financial field."

Jiang Xiaoli smiled slightly, "Would you like to hear my thoughts?"

"you say."

"Here's what I'm thinking... once the Hang Seng Index in Hong Kong falls below... then the Dow Jones..."

They talked for over an hour. When Jiang Ruilin saw her off, he said, "Xiao Li, if you were to enter the financial field, you would definitely be an invaluable talent."

Jiang Xiaoli smiled and waved her hand, "With you here, that's enough. I'd rather relax a bit; staring at the data all day gives me a headache."

"Haha." Jiang Ruilin said with a smile, "Okay, Xiaoli, wait for your uncle to earn you some pocket money."

"Thank you, Uncle!"